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Sunday, March 9, 2014
Hey Asshole Driver On the Circ
You and your wife- driving to the end of the Circ. Hwy; slowing down, speeding up, slowing down, speeding up. I pass you in a civilized manner, to which you abruptly pull out from behind me, gun it, and get in front of me. I laughed, though, because I had seen the cops at the end and knew you hadn't. I just counted the seconds until you hit the breaks. Lol.
But was that it? Of course not! You thought you had me fooled by pulling into Shearhellwater and running the loop. I'm no fool, old man. You think I didn't recognize you? And I don't let things go, either. Tell my dear friends I hope they are enjoying their pretty bikes. And let the princess know I'm just biding my time. I never forget. —fromonecocksuckertoanother
